couple of key matches tomorrow in the EPL. man united's draw against chelsea last week spared the blushes of Moyes. if he doesn't deliver the goods tomorrow against liverpool, i'm not so sure he'll last the season. crucial game tomorrow for Moyes. it's the litmus test on Moyes, again. similarly spurs v arsenal is a key game. 2-0 to spurs. 2 soldado penalties, i reckon.

couple of key matches tomorrow. man united's draw against chelsea last week spared the blushes of Moyes. if he doesnt deliver the goods tomorrow against liverpool, i'm not so sure he'll last the season. crucial game tomorrow. it's the litmus test on Moyes, again. similarly spurs v arsenal is a key game. 2-0 to spurs. 2 soldado penalties, i reckon.

Safferz;975663 wrote: TED talks are also often about the work people are doing, organizations/companies they've formed, etc that are making an impact. oh yeah? talks about washing machines, more like. one of this year's distinguished guest has been invited because he owns a dry-cleaning business. ileen meesha waxaab lagu ma hayo. i haven't seen the talks yet but i hope they have substance to them. i'd hate to waste my time hearing....poorly spoken English learnt in Mogadisho's privates or how they are working under difficult circumstances and other related victim-mentality offerings.

weird stuff.

Carafaat;975632 wrote: Isn't TEdx about sharing innovative ideas? The most speakers are talking about NGO projects and mashruucs that have little to do with real innovation. Besides the NGO projects and mashruucs, there is real innovation going on in Somalia. but unfortunately the organizers limited their scope. a bity for TEDx. somaha? it's the NGO-economic complex. it's all about the mashruucs, abti.

*Blessed;975630 wrote: Alpha - always two steps behind you aren't I. I liked what Abdi Latif said about the 'know it all' Qurbo Joog. haha@Blessed, my aniga-og tirades are getting out of control, ma istidhi?

uchi;975590 wrote: Alpha, you have ruined a serious issue!!! with your ****** comments. What is the deal? i'm not the one raping, ma garatay? i'm merely hurling snide little comments, dee. words don't rape people ee maxaad la qaylinaysa?

Mad_Mullah;975594 wrote: We need to know If it's a bunch of HAGGERs going back to their mothership (Xamar) or whether they're Somalis from all over coming back to rebuild the nation. abti, don't argue with a HAG sympathiser. we know what they are but she doesn't.

Perhaps i was addicted to the dark side Somewhere inside my childhood i missed my heart die And even though we both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be through the misery that came to pass The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask, for currency But you could run to me when you need me, I'll never leave I just needed someone to believe in, as you can see It's a small thang through and true What could I do? Real homies help ya get through, And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good And half the time we be acting up call tha cops Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same Until the end of time [Chorus] So take, these broken wings I need your hands to come and heal me once again (Until the end of time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know I don't hang around tha house much This all night money making got me outta touch, shit Ain't flashed a smile in a long while An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto childs My attitude got me walking solo Ride out alone in my low-low Watching the whole world move in slow-mo For quiet times disappear listen to the ocean Smoking Ports think my thoughts Then it's back to coasting Who can I trust in this cold world My phony homey had a baby by my own girl But I ain't trippin I'm a player I ain't sweating him I sex his sister, had her mo' good like a Mexican His next of kin, No remorse it was meant to happen Besides rapping the only thing I did good was scrapping Until the end of time [Chorus] So take, these broken wings I need your hands to come and heal me once again (Until the end of time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time Now who's to say if I was right or wrong? To live my life as an outlaw all along Remain strong in this planet full of playa haters They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators And in tha end drinking henessy made all my enemies envy me So cold when I flow eliminating easily Fall to their knees, they plead for their right to breath While beggin me to keep the peace (haha) Well I can see close into achieve In times of danger don't freeze time to be a g Follow my lead I supply everything you need An ounce of game and the trainin to make a g Remember me, as an outcast outlaw Another album out that's what I'm about, more Gettin raw till the day I see my casket Buried as a g while tha whole world remembers me Until the end of time [Chorus] So take, these broken wings I need your hands to come and heal me once again (Until the end of time) So I can fly away, until the end of time Until the end of time Until the end of time

*Blessed;975563 wrote: ^You're welcome.. LOL Abbas, I wondered why no body shared. Inshaallah, aniga iyo my galaan of shaah are looking forward to it. slightly behind the world are we? abti, i posted this like two days ago, ma garatay? as for this mashruuc, it's different but off a qurbo-joogian romanticist mindset.

Engaging, powerful and absorbing drama that doesn't offer any easy answers but exerts a tight grip. Disgrace is based on the Booker Prize-winning post-apartheid novel by J. M. Coetzee and stars John Malkovich as David Lurie, a divorced professor of romantic poetry who's forced to step down after he initiates a rather one-sided affair with a black student, for which he refuses to apologise. Far from feeling guilty or contrite, David takes his sudden unemployment as an excuse to visit his semi-estranged lesbian daughter Lucy on her farm in the country but he's disconcerted to find that her lover has left her and that she's sharing the land with a black worker named Petrus. David's fears that Lucy may not be safe are confirmed after a horrific incident occurs when Petrus is not around. As David struggles to come to terms with Lucy's reaction to what's happened, he's forced to examine both his own character and his relationship to both his country and his daughter. 8.5/10

Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne [Verse One:] Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots I give a holler to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block brothas clown a lot But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You know it makes me unhappy (what's that) When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll have a race of babies That will hate the ladies, that make the babies And since a man can't make one He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one So will the real men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up [Chorus] Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x] [Verse Two:] Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had enough I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize momma really paid the price She nearly gave her life, to raise me right And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind Last night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity It seems tha rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is it ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup And even though you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your head up [Chorus] Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x] [Verse Three:] And uhh To all the ladies havin babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless Because there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless While tears, is rollin down your cheeks Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's getten older and older and cold From havin the world on his shoulders While the rich kids is drivin Benz I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but please... you got to keep your head up

Cambuulo iyo bun;975542 wrote: i'm not surprised.......ee ma aragtid? you're too busy celebrating these 'concrete jungles' spouting up in Mogadishu. the people need to be healed, abti. almost two generations of people have been lost. inshallah kheyr, laakin.

Juxa;975531 wrote: Rape and violence against women be it in Mogadishu or Hargeysa is completely unacceptable. Something needs to be done to address the issue. The dowlad must bring about death penalties for those who commit this despicable act. my dearest eedo, this is true. and i'm not personally denying these heinous crimes, runnti. we need a strategy immediately. clearly it seems, at least to me, that life has no value in Mogadishu because 'duco qaado' is enough. tough measures are NEEDED to deter those criminally minded NOT to offend again.

Johnny B;975524 wrote: but he is not the only sick one here. i can only take this to be me, maha? don't get me started on what they do 'gaal' folks? wanqal or should that be Johnny qala? :cool:

STOIC;975523 wrote: ALpha, ....attention seeking? what gives you the right to make these sort of statements?

STOIC;975520 wrote: Clicked on the link and found out no pict associated with it.. This shows how clearly you are obnoxious sicko that needs help...May Allah help your sick mind please isku xishood and stop calling people disgusting names.. also...... respect people's right to express themselves or i will do something about it.

Cambuulo iyo bun;975518 wrote: bloody q@aldaan ;) for all your xayeysis, pretence and bravado, it's quite clear there is a perverse underbelly of sorts in Mogadishu and you don't need Amnesty International to tell you that. abti, Mogadishu, to put it bluntly, is basically hell-on-earth. its virtually a post-apocalyptic wasteland. it looks like a nuclear armageddon has ripped through this hell-hole, leaving it's people afflicted with violence and moral corruption. the people will never recover from all those years of beheadings, abuse and trauma. its social-fabric is destroyed. this desolate wasteland will never recover because it doesn't have the capacity to reach those ever-so-critical prerequisite for development. these are not difficult. they are peace, stability and most importantly governance. there is killings, pillaging and destruction on a daily-basis and not only towards the government but on a micro-scale between neighbours, between brothers and it's seems like it's entered into the family unit, too......affecting its fragile social fabric. your people have become degenerates. they've evolved into pariahs and have developed an absent mind, that is incapable of thinking, let alone one that is capable of making strides towards development. if you expect me to believe that hype generated on these boards or the hyperbolic coverage by international media outlets, then you've clearly been mislead. at best Mogadishu will continue as it currently is - slight economic growth coupled with some semblance of governance and at its very worse, well.......... we haven't seen the worse yet but something similar to the criminality, social destruction, protracted inter-tribal warfare and the terrible lawlessness we witnessed in the early 1990s and beyond anything seen or covered by the international media.

Wyre, the third eye? are you saying we have a physical third eye? isn't this shirk?

dont take life too seriously, because no one gets out alive...;) waa siday tahay.

Wadani;975491 wrote: Very very interesting. i see. what's interesting about it? i was getting ahead of myself balse we ought to make considerations for difference, maha?

Cambuulo iyo bun;975505 wrote: This guy is sick walahi all this for political scoaring oo wayooow? you don't want to see the darker side of Mogadishu, miyaa?

i'm quite sure these things happen in Mogadishu but we should treat Amnesty International's coverage with caution. reading the article you can't help but notice the disgusting undertones and subtle nuances of sensationalising the issue.

interesting stuff.

^ the sujunimo really shines through your somali, ma istidhi? ma carabkay ka goosteen? :p:p inaar, need i remind you that we're in a political union these days. ;)